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The Garden. David's favorite place. His workplace, in fact, but even if it wasn't it would still be his favorite place. It was half-dome shaped, with catwalks accessing higher-up plants, and very carefully monitored for just the right heat and moisture in just the right sections. He loved getting his hands dirty, harvesting vegetables and fruits, and maintaining all the most important staple crops. A big basket full of potatoes was today's achievement, which he easily lifted and carried with great pride.
The doors between the Garden and the rest of the ship slid open so he could pass through them. The hall was plain, clean, and quiet. This section of the ship was free of passengers. It was all production, industry, and storage. He took the fruits of his labor -or vegetables rather- to a cold storage, located directly below the kitchen upstairs.
Other crew members greeted him warmly, and he did the same. His delivery was happily accepted and added to inventory.
Break time!
After washing up, he hopped on the elevator and took it up one floor. The kitchen wasn't busy just yet. He got a steaming hot bowl of vegetable stew with a lid and attached spoon. He took that up another two floors, to the Dome. His second favorite place.
The floor was spacious, decorated with eating spots and all kinds of seating. All allowing a relaxed view out of the domed roof, and into the beautiful, endless universe. Space. A billion stars dotting black emptiness.
David sat at a small table against the glass. He popped the lid off his soup and put it aside. He ate as he gazed into it all. The soup was delicious and the view was unbeatable, as always. Even after finishing his meal, he sat in silence to gaze at the stars, and glance at the door. And wait.
His heart fluttered when the Flight Crew finally came in for their lunches, all in their flashy uniforms. They were the top rank on ship, and their charisma reflected it. David watched them settle at their usual table, his eyes finding the one he liked most.
Daniel Whinsor, the Chief Navigator. Youngest one in the business, and handsomest by far. David let his gaze linger on him as he sat with his crew and enjoyed a healthy lunch, the ingredients raised by David's own hands. He'd watched Daniel many times now, enjoying his charming smile and pretty eyes. But he’d never done more than that; just look. What more was there to do? Talking was out of the question. Their ranks were too far apart for him to just… strike up a conversation.
He didn't get to look for long today. Jasper, his friend since he'd started working on this ship, hurried across the Dome toward him. David smiled, happy to see him. “Hey, Jas! What are you doing here?” It wasn't the time he usually took a break.
“Looking for you!” He stopped at his table. “Gwen wants us all to meet about something real quick. I think it's good news.”
“Oh!” David stood, picking up his dishes with him, “Do you think it's about the strawberries? Have we got the right soil in?”
“Let me take those for you,” Jasper took the dishes from him with a sweet smile. They walked together. “I did hear that a supply ship came by, but think this might be about adding another section in the arid area.”
“Oh, I hope we're growing more succulents!”
---
It was neither strawberries nor succulents, but in fact, bees.
A young hive, fresh off a transport vessel, and ready for a new home in the Garden. The crew working the Garden spent the next two days carefully terraforming, building, and finally settling them in. They would pollinate the gardens and provide honey. Yay!
All the work had David too tired and short on time to go up to the Dome to eat. He took his meals in the kitchen-adjacent dining area instead. There was a window in there he could look out of, but it wasn't as grand as the Dome. Nor was Daniel’s handsome face here, but wasn't that such an embarrassing thing to miss? They'd never even spoken and they never would.
There was no day or night in space, only a careful schedule of lights down and sleep timers. David's schedule had him closing down the Garden each night. Dimming the sun lamps, checking monitors, and dropping the temperature just a couple degrees. Nighty night, precious plants!
Humming, he shut off the main lights and went to the door. It slid open with a soft hiss, and David's hum caught in his throat.
Standing right outside, posture straight and smile dazzling, was Daniel. “Evening!” he greeted.
David just stood there stupidly, face red.
Daniel tilted his head, smile unwavering, “did I catch you at a bad time? Is the Garden closed?”
“Uh- uh,” David blinked out of his stupor, but stuttered through his words. “Um, it's, uh N-no, no it's not closed. I- I was just setting it to night mode. If- if you wanted a tour, I can turn the lights back on.”
“Oh, could you? That would be just swell. I heard we got bees, and I haven't seen any since I was just a kid.”
“Uh- yes! Yes we did! Come in,” he stepped back and flipped the lights back on. A short chime played, then his own voice greeted, “Good morning everyone!” He'd set that up years ago but had forgotten, since he rarely worked at ‘sunrise.’ Now, he was embarrassed by it.
Daniel laughed though, “you must love this job very much.”
“I do! It was my first pick. I was lucky to make the cut.” He led Daniel past rows of metal bins holding precious soil. Sensors on the sides measured the moisture and temperature.
“Is your shift ending soon?” Daniel asked, admiring a row of rice paddies.
“Yes, I have about an hour left. I use it to log everything and make notes for the morning crew.”
“Mine just ended, hence why I just arrived. I apologize that it's so late.”
“Oh, no apologies needed, sir! I'm always happy to show anyone around!”
“You're too kind, David. And call me Daniel,” he said smoothly.
David's heart jumped into his throat. How did Daniel know his name? He opened his mouth to ask, then thought better of it. He didn't want to look stupid in front of one of the Flight Crew, especially Daniel. Maybe he'd read the employee roster or something, and who cared anyway actually? Not David. His crush knew his name.
A quick shake of his head tossed that thought out. Not a crush. Daniel was basically his boss. No crushes here. None. Just admiration, that's all.
Ugh, maybe he shouldn't eat in the Dome again for a while.
The rows of plants all pointed toward a center, where the new bee hive was located. It was short and boxy, and sat neatly on its own island of flowers. “Tuh-dah!” David presented, “it took us a few days to get it all together and nice for them. They were a surprise. I guess the ship getting a delivery before us ordered too many, so they sold it to us at half price!”
“Wonderful!” Daniel examined it with glee. The bees weren't particularly active in the evening, but some still waddled and buzzed around the outer box, being adorable. “I see it's a small colony. Must be brand new.”
“I was told it was fresh off a colony ship. It'll be a while before we can get honey from them, but I'm very excited for it.”
“Oh, me too! My parents live next to a beekeeping farm. We used to get fresh honey from them all the time. It's divine.”
“You lucky dog-! I mean man! I mean- I'm so sorry, sir!” David turned red from embarrassment. Calling a superior a dog!?
But, Daniel didn't scold him. He laughed a charming, contagious sort of laugh, putting David at ease. “Please, no need to be so formal. I'm off the clock and in your turf. Do I have a bad reputation or something?”
“Oh, no not at all. I’ve only heard great things!”
“Thank you. I've heard good things about you too. You've got quite the green thumb, right?”
David gasped and turned pink, “thank you! I-I don't think I've done that much. I just take care of the Garden.”
“Well, the Head of Agriculture speaks highly of you. She credits you with getting our ship a proper peach tree. It's very popular upstairs.”
“Really? I'm so happy to hear that! Thank you!” The attention had him blushing and giddy.
Once Daniel was content with his viewing, he had David walk him out. David shut off the lights and stepped into the hall with him. The elevators were just across the way, and they were going in opposite directions from there. Daniel pressed the ‘up’ button, David pressed ‘down.’
Daniel turned to him while they waited. He dug into his pocket and pulled out a keycard, labeled ‘FC 124 VISITOR’ and handed it to David. “I appreciate you accommodating me. If it isn't too much to ask, could you come to my cabin after your shift? I have a plant up there that's looking a little wilted. I could use some expert's hands. You don't mind, do you?”
David took it with awe, “n-no, sir. Not at all.”
“Perfect! See you then, David. And do call me Daniel.”
---
David finished his logs and used the communal shower room to wash. His room was small, but he preferred to call it cozy. He had uniforms and plain clothes in his wardrobe. After a lot of thought, he put on a clean uniform. This was a service call, right? Not a hangout, and certainly not a date. So, uniform!
He grabbed a Garden Emergency kit, just in case this plant was in dire straits, and took the elevator up to the top floor of the central wing. The Flight Crew Quarters. Rather than being plain white, their hall was painted to mimic a cloudy blue sky, with gold accents on the trims. David was in awe, but kept his face from betraying it. Some Flight Crew in the hallway smiled and nodded at him, and he quickly did the same despite his nerves.
He found Daniel's room and knocked. After several seconds, Daniel opened the door. “David! Come in! Still in uniform I see.” He stepped aside and gestured for David to enter. He wasn't wearing his uniform anymore, but rather some loose gray pants and a black shirt. Nothing remarkable, but he looked handsome in anything.
David hurried inside. “It's a clean one. I showered. Wouldn't want to dirty up your space!” He took the room in.
It was much bigger than his own, though not big enough to be called ‘lavish.’ Certainly comfortable for one person, maybe even two. There was a small kitchen, a proper bathroom with a private shower, and a big living space with two sofas and a TV. There were a few large screens on the walls, each displaying slideshows of art, navigational charts, and gorgeous photos of galaxies. “It's beautiful in here.”
“Thank you. I've done my best to personalize it.” He closed the door. It auto-locked.
David looked around, but didn't see a single plant. Anywhere. “Um? Where's your plant?” He looked at Daniel, who was now firmly between him and the door. His smile had a sinister edge to it that made David's stomach drop.
“Oh, silly me. I guess I don't have one. Maybe you could recommend one? I've always been fond of succulents, myself." He took a step forward.
David swallowed and stepped back. “Um, sure! Maybe tomorrow I could show you what we have in the Garden. I have some succulents ready for transplant.”
Daniel took another step toward him, smile growing sharper. “Do you like wine, David?”
David matched it with a step back, saying nervously, “I don't drink. You know, we can go look at the succulents tonight, if you want! I would hate to interrupt your schedule tomorrow!”
“I'm happy to make the time tomorrow. Maybe after our usual lunch rendezvous?"
David gasped, both at the statement and his back hitting the wall. “W-what?”
Daniel's chuckle was low, nothing like that pleasant laugh from earlier. “What? You think I never noticed you staring?” He stepped forward once more, putting them inches apart. “You weren't good at hiding it, and you weren't the only one looking.” He put his hand on the wall by David's head. They were the same height, but David felt small.
“Am… I in trouble?” David whispered, terrified.
Daniel chuckled again and tilted his head. “That depends. Do you want to be in trouble, or are you a good boy?”
David blinked, his breath briefly taken from him. “H-huh?”
Daniel's voice was low and sultry, his eyes matching it. “Are you a good boy, or a bad boy, Davey? Do you need punishment, or a reward?”
David was stunned into silence, staring up in disbelief at Daniel. His mouth felt too dry to form words. The entire situation felt improbable, impossible, unreal. Was this a prank? A cruel joke?
“C’mon, Davey,” Daniel urged softly, sounding needy, “tell me what you are. Tell me how you want it. You must have thought about it, right? I have.”
‘I have.’ David’s brain short-circited. “About… me?”
“Who else? You’re the one here, aren’t you? Now are you going to be my good boy, or…?”
“I…” David's mouth stuttered out an answer without his brain's permission, “I'm… I'm a good boy…”
Daniel's charming smile returned. His arm came down and both hands gripped David's uniform. “Good boys deserve a reward.”
The kiss was sudden and desperate. David moaned into it and clung to Daniel, as he fumbled to get David's uniform off. In his impatience, he tore the threads by the zipper, making David gasp and yank out of the kiss. “I have to pay for this-”
“I'll pay for it,” Daniel dismissed, shoving their lips together again. He didn't give a shit about the clothes, just wanted them off. He yanked the zipper down and tore through the inner mesh. Subpar fabric. He yanked David's shirt completely off and threw it to the ground. He broke the kiss so he could pull his own shirt over his head and throw it too. Then he grabbed David by the hem of his pants and shoved him onto a sofa.
“Eep!” David landed and bounced. His pants were swiftly pulled off, leaving him nude. He closed his legs, feeling exposed. Everything was suddenly moving so fast and he wasn’t sure he was ready.
Daniel stood over him and palmed his hardened cock through his pants. “You are so damn pretty.”
“Th-thank you,” David blushed, and shyly said, “you're the most handsome man I've ever met.”
A big, devilish smirk exposed Daniel's canines. He shoved his pants down and kicked them off, then straddled David. “Cabin, sunset mode.”
The lights dimmed and shifted to a cooler hue. At the same time, David was taken by surprise when the couch slid forward and the head laid back, taking him with it as it converted to a bed. He was laid flat and looking out the window now, out into the beautiful abyss.
Daniel's mouth found David's neck. They grasped each other's bodies, hands exploring and caressing. Daniel kissed slowly down David's neck and chest. His tongue flicked over a nipple, making David gasp. Pleased, he focused his attention there.
David whined, legs and dick twitching from the attention. Their cocks touched, making them moan in harmony. “Sir,” David whimpered.
Daniel growled and brought his lips to David's ear, whispering, “I've told you to call me Daniel. Don't be bad now, Davey.”
David's breath hitched. Daniel's lips found his neck again, but this time his teeth joined. Biting gently, tauntingly. “Daniel,” he finally gasped.
“Good boy,” Daniel praised. “I'll make sure you're saying it all night.”
The words stirred something in David. He bucked his hips against Daniel's, nudging their cocks again.
Daniel purred, “oh, you like that?” He reached between them, gripping both their cocks in one hand and squeezing.
David mewled, clinging to Daniel as he was stroked. He could still barely believe this was happening. Any moment he could find out this was all a joke. But he was in Heaven still, body being pleasured by the object of his affections. He tried rocking his hips, but Daniel's weight kept him down.
“So eager,” Daniel breathed, “tell me what you want, Davey.”
David whimpered and squeezed his lips tightly shut. He was too shy to say it out loud, and still too nervous that this was all some ruse.
Displeased, Daniel stopped stroking them. He bit David's neck a little harder, leaving a mark.
“Ow!” David yelped.
“Stop being coy,” Daniel grumbled, “I just want to hear you say it.”
“I don't know what to say,” David whimpered.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I don't know what I want.” That was a lie.
“You weren't staring for no reason.”
“I was looking at your smile. You're handsome.”
“And now I'm in your lap, and we're both naked. Tell me what you want, David. I want to hear it from your lips.”
David whined, whole body tinting pink. “I want to… have sex with you…”
“How? How do you want it?”
“I want… you… inside me…”
“Good boy,” Daniel purred, his hands moving to David's hips. He kissed him hard on the lips, then trailed kisses down his body again. His teeth left more marks, but David didn't yelp this time. Maybe he liked being marked.
The light was low, like moonlight, but it was still enough to let Daniel admire David's lithe body. “Freckles all over, huh?” He licked his stomach. “Anyone else on this ship know?”
“H-huh? Oh, uh, we actually have communal showers downstairs, so-”
Daniel sat upright, frowning, “communal?”
“Well, there isn't enough room for everyone to get their own shower,” David explained innocently.
“Mm.” He was displeased, but went back to the task at hand. He needed David more compliant before he started making demands. Make him need to keep coming back. So, he spread his pretty little thighs and pressed his mouth against the soft skin, leaving a secret mark all for himself to admire. He peppered more kisses, switching between thighs, and slowly licked trails between freckles. He steadily worked his way in. At the spot where the ass turned to leg he gently bit down again, leaving another secret mark.
David panted and whimpered, his whole body humming, as Daniel slowly worked inward. He kissed David's balls tenderly. Licked them. Gently suckled. The first lick to his cock made David cry out and buck his hips.
Daniel pinned them. “Vocal. I like that.” He nuzzled his dick, admiring it. Warm, soft skin, firm, girthy, three cute freckles on the head. Perfection. Good enough to eat. He licked a slow, thick line from base to tip, holding David's hips firmly down.
David clutched the soft material of the bed and gasped with every lick. Daniel's tongue felt warm and coarse as it caressed his sensitive skin, leaving hot pleasure in its wake. Up and down each side of his cock, teasing the frenulum, swirling around the head. A wet kiss squished the soft tip, then lips opened around it.
Daniel sucked the head into his mouth, slowly swallowing what he could of David's length. He was rewarded with a delectable moan and a deliciously arched back. He bobbed his head slowly, savoring it all.
“Daniel,” David moaned lewdly, his body writhing of its own accord. His breath quivered and hitched between every sound. The pleasure was slowly mounting, spreading through his groin, making his body glisten with sweat.
By the time Daniel was done -licking his lips with satisfaction- David was a trembling mess. Blue eyes traced David's flushed body, admiring every curve and dip. “Gorgeous,” Daniel purred, hands messaging David's thighs. He hooked his hands under them and helped them around his waist.
He leaned over and pressed a panel on the wall. A drawer popped out. From that he removed a small bottle of lubricant. He squeezed some out onto his fingers and it oozed down them. The bottle was dropped on the bed, and the slickened fingers nudged against David's entrance. They massaged the area gently, encouraging tensed muscles to relax. With his other hand he stroked himself, eyes on David's cute, twitching dick.
David couldn't help but stare at Daniel's cock. Long, thick, leaning to the left. He swallowed, then said nervously, “please go slow…”
Daniel smiled sweetly at him, “as slow as you like. Good boys get anything they want.”
David gasped. He let his legs and nerves relax, giving himself to Daniel. The teasing striations of his touch drove him wild. “Inside…” he buckled his hips gently.
Daniel's sweet smile turned sharper. His middle finger breached, easing inside as requested. It was tight and hot, making Daniel's dick throb.
David moaned with it, feeling a rush of pleasure run through him. It slid inside to the knuckle and thrust slowly, gently. It felt good but he wanted “More…”
A second finger slipped inside, making the ring of muscles flinch. There was a sting, but it soothed itself away. Twin digits sank to the knuckle, drawing a pretty groan from David’s lips. They thrust smoothly in and out, patiently stretching him open. It was almost embarrassing how desperately he rocked his hips with their thrusts.
“Such a good boy,” Daniel purred. He released his dick and took David’s instead. He stroked and squeezed, let his thumb tease the head, and basked in David’s reactions. He purposefully found his prostate and nudged it with every thrust. Not too rough, just enough to spark the need for more.
“Daniel,” David whined cutely, tears starting to prickle his eyes.
“Ready for a third?”
“Yeeess…” he breathed, spreading his legs wider.
Daniel leaned over him and peppered his chest in kisses. He caught a nipple and flicked his tongue back and forth over it as he buried a third finger in David’s tight ass.
“Ah!” David cried out and grabbed Daniel’s shoulders. The pleasure increased sharply. His ass, his dick, and his sensitive nipple. It was so much, yet not enough. Daniel worked him open with quicker thrusts, meeting the rocking of his hips, then exceeding it. Finger-fucking him until tears rolled down his cheeks.
He stopped suddenly. David went limp, panting heavily. Daniel’s breath tickled his ear, “ready for me?”
David nodded.
“Tell me.”
“Put your… your penis in me… please…” he panted softly.
Another big smile. “Good boy.” He kissed him deeply and withdrew his fingers. “Roll over.”
With some assistance, David rolled onto all fours. His arms and legs were shaky. When he felt Daniel’s cock tease his entrance, his dick and his hole both throbbed in desire.
“Your ass is amazing,” Daniel said, giving his cheeks a firm squeeze. “Let’s see how much you can take.” He spread lube on his cock and lined it up. The tip nudged its way in with ease, but the full head required a gentle shove. The sudden stretch hurt.
“Fuck!” David shocked them both with the word, and jolted forward. The head popped out.
Daniel yanked him close, sticking two fingers inside him. He gently massaged the ring of muscles to ease their ache. David relaxed and spread his legs wider. Daniel lined himself up again, then slowly eased his cock inside.
The pain this time was dull, almost pleasurable. David moaned, long and low, as thick inches split him open. The pain broke, his body accepting Daniel's length, and gave way to deep pleasure. The stretch made his eyes roll back and leak tears. His dick twitched and dribbled pre-cum as he was filled to his limits.
Daniel's mouth hung open, both heads buzzing in pleasure, as his hips slid forward. David's hot little hole was sucking him in deeper, its tightness making every throb of his cock ache. The squeeze of his entrance finally settled at the base of Daniel's dick. He let out a shaky breath and admired the view; his big dick stretching David's cute ass wide open. “You managed to take all of it,” he grabbed David's ass cheeks and squeezed them.
Below him, David struggled for breath. There seemed to be no room left in his body for air. Not with everything Daniel had to offer inside him. Everything throb of it sent a pulse of pleasure up David's spine and down his legs. It was too much, and he wanted more of it. He buried his face in the soft bed and rocked his body. Even the slightest nudge made sparks run through his veins.
“What a good boy,” Daniel praised, “so eager.” He grabbed his hips and took over thrusting.
Slow, steady, deep. Deeper than David thought he could ever handle. Every moan forced from his lips was loud and whorish. Embarrassed, he covered his face with one hand, the other desperately clutching the silky sheet that wrapped the bed cushions.
“Ah-ah,” Daniel chided. He grabbed David's wrists and pinned them to the bed. “I want to see your face. I want to hear your voice.”
David whined pathetically. With his ass in the air and his arms pinned, he was at Daniel's mercy. And Daniel took full advantage. He took him harder, faster, lips curling into a wicked smirk as the slap of their skin joined David's pretty voice.
“Daniel- Yes!” David cried as his body was racked with pleasure.
Hearing his name moaned like that made his hips stutter. “Shit- Good boy! Say my name,” he growled.
“Daniel! Daniel!” David was all too happy to moan, cry, chant his name. Whatever kept his dick moving like that. He babbled it over and over, until he was so lost in pleasure that his tongue hung out of his mouth and he couldn't form words. He was reduced to whimpering like a dog.
Pleasure mounting too fast, Daniel forced himself to stop. David went limp under him, his body slowly sinking. Daniel settled on his legs and let his cock slip free. The cold air made him hiss softly. He ran his hands down David's back, admiring his body.
David trembled, nerves still electric, until Daniel's warm hands soothed over his back. He moaned weakly as Daniel caressed him from shoulders to ass.
“You're quite a catch,” Daniel whispered as he massaged, “handsome face, pretty voice, sexy body, a gorgeous ass. And you take my cock like you're made for it.”
“I… love it…” David mumbled.
“Yeah? You wanna come on it?”
“Yes, please, Daniel…”
Daniel groaned, dick throbbing. He hurriedly rolled David onto his back and settled between his legs. He pushed them forward against David's chest, and took a moment to admire David's gaped, quivering hole. “Mine,” he whispered as he lined himself up again.
David's eyes rolled back as he was filled again. The new angle stretched him in new ways, making him see more stars than just the ones out the window. “Daniel,” he groaned, clutching at the hands pinning his legs.
“David,” Daniel purred. He buried his cock to the hilt again. He guided David's legs to settle around his torso, and held David's waste. He started gentle, delighting in the way each deep thrust caused a little bump in David's stomach. “Made for me…” he repeated softly.
The words sent a pulse of hot pleasure through David's groin. “Yours…” he whispered tentatively.
Daniel stopped and locked eyes with him, gaze becoming intense. “All mine?”
“Yes…”
“To have every single night?”
“Yes,” he rocked his hips impatiently.
“And at lunch, in my cabin?”
“Yes!”
“And any other time I want?”
“Yes! Please fuck me!”
“Oh, Davey,” a wicked smile graced Daniel's face. “You shouldn't make promises your ass can't handle.” He shoved all the way in and set a slow but hard pace.
Every thrust made David yelp. Tears stung his eyes as he managed to get out, “I ca-AH! can hand-AHlle it. I- AH! was made AF for you- AH- AAAHH!” His words were rewarded with fast, hard thrusts. The sting in his ass only made the pleasure that much sweeter. Fat tears rolled down his face as he struggled to call Daniel's name.
Daniel had planned for a longer evening, but David seemed to know exactly what to say to push him to the edge. It was fine though, he'd already secured the outcome he was hoping for. There would be more than enough time now to do all the things he'd been thinking about, and more.
He slowed his thrusts again, letting them both breathe. “Touch yourself,” he instructed David.
David didn't hesitate. He wrapped one hand around his cock and the other toyed with his nipple. He squeezed his length and stroked it in tune with Daniel's thrusts. He whimpered and whined, music to Daniel's ears, and thrust his hips desperately. “More, please.”
Daniel took him harder and quicker, but purposefully held back. He kept David on the brink of proper satisfaction, knowing it would drive him wild.
David wiggled and writhed, his body wracked by pleasure. Daniel's fat cock probed and stretched and caressed his insides so good, so deep. And yet he needed more. His body longed for the sting of pushing things just a little too far. “Please, Daniel,” he whined, “fuck me. Hard, please.”
“Not yet, baby. Stroke yourself more for me.”
David obeyed, focusing on his dick. He felt shy under Daniel's watchful gaze, but incredibly turned on too. He jerked himself just how he liked it, and didn't hold back his voice. He teased the head and underside gently for a while, then stroked from base to tip. Pre-cum oozed out.
Daniel moaned loudly, his hips stuttering, as he watched David catch it and coat his cock with it. He stroked himself faster and Daniel was practically hypnotized into matching his pace.
“Ah! Y-yes!” David cried, “just like th-that please!” Each thrust was just shy of painful, every deep stroke filling him with pure heat that pooled in his groin. “S-so good! I'm…! Daniel, I'm-!”
“Cum for me!”
His breath hitched, followed by a guttural moan, as he came. His cock throbbed and spurted cum on his stomach and chest, while his body quivered in pleasure. His intense orgasm was drawn out by Daniel's hard thrusts. He slowly eased to a stop as David came down from his high, until they were both still and panting.
The breather didn't last long. Daniel leaned down and kissed David sweetly, then started thrusting again. David cried out in surprise, then moaned as his body eagerly accepted. Somehow, he still longed for more.
“Was that good, Davey?”
“Yes,” he sighed, rocking his hips again.
“Still want more?”
“I love your cock so much…”
“Fuck,” Daniel gasped. “You always know just what to say to make me fucking crazy.” He quickly shifted his grip, changing the angle of his thrusts, and ramped up the pace.
“DANIEL!” David shouted, his hands grasping at Daniel's in desperation. He could only scream as his prostate was abused by Daniel's massive cock. Every thrust was too much and he couldn't escape them. He begged and pleaded but to no avail. It quickly became too much.
He came hard, whole body quaking with pleasure. His voice failed him. All he knew were electric throbs as Daniel's dick continued to invade him, mercilessly pushing him into the peaks of ecstasy.
Daniel fucked him through his orgasm, working twice as hard to shove his cock into his tightening body. “David,” he moaned as his own pleasure quickly mounted. He'd been holding back, and now he didn't have to. “David!” He came inside him, coating his insides with his seed. Marking him. He could barely stay upright through it, the throbbing pleasure in his dick pulsing through the rest of his body in hot waves.
Slowly, they eased their desperate grinding. Their spent bodies came to rest in a sweaty heap, both panting and weak. Daniel's cock softened and slipped out, leaving David feeling empty. He whined pathetically, only to have it cut short with a brief, sloppy kiss.
Daniel sat upright with a soft groan. He carefully untangled himself from David, then snatched tissues from a side table. Gently, he wiped David clean of their sins, then kissed his neck tenderly. “Shower with me?”
David wanted to, but, “I can't feel my legs…”
Daniel chuckled softly and kissed his jaw. “Later then.” He settled beside him and drew him into his embrace. Their bodies were still hot and sweaty, but neither cared as they pressed impossibly close.
The air was quiet save for their soft panting. The stars outside the window seemed to sparkle even brighter than before. David gazed out at them as he caught his breath, and wondered if he’d really get to be here each night. Tentatively, he asked, “did you, um… mean what you were saying?”
“Mm? That you’re a good boy? You are.” He nipped his ear, making David shiver.
“No, the, um, the other stuff. About... me coming here every night.”
Daniel purred then, hugging him tighter. “Of course. And you will, right?”
“You really want me to?”
“Why would I ask if I didn't?”
“Well, it’s just that… I mean you could have anyone.”
“Mhm. I could. And I want you.”
“Over someone on the Flight Crew?”
“Oh, please.” Daniel rolled his eyes. “Everyone up here is fucking each other. You sleep with one, you’ve slept with them all. I’m far too… particular for that. None of them interest me anyway.”
“Oh…” David couldn’t help a little smile, his heart swelling with joy.
“Be mine. Exclusively. No communal showers, no letting other men take your dishes. Shower here, sleep here, with me.”
David’s body hummed in excitement. He shifted so he could bury his face in Daniel’s neck. “I’d like that…”
“Good,” Daniel purred, stroking David’s damp hair. It was so nice to have David agree willingly, eagerly. It saved him the trouble of manipulation. For now. “All mine. All yours.”
“All mine, all yours,” David repeated with a little trill of delight. He nuzzled as firmly against Daniel as he possibly could, and was rewarded with a tighter embrace and gentle affections.